The bride that never was
When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.
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ELIJAH'S POV
I rolled my wheelchair towards Valentine Sutton as the music started up again. Keeping a smile plastered on my face, I asked him point-blank, "What the fuck are you doing here?"
Valentine leaned down, his breath hot on my ear. "The invite had a plus one. Figured I should show my face, considering we'll be in-laws soon enough."
My grip tightened on the armrests of my chair. "I only gave an invite to your daughter and her cousin. Not you." The words came out through gritted teeth.
"My father is here," I added, hoping it would be enough to make him leave.
Valentine's lips curled into a smirk. "You're a man now, Elijah. Time you grow a fucking spine."
He tapped my shoulder and walked off, leaving me seething. I wanted to wheel after him, to tell him exactly where he could shove his opinions, but I knew better. This wasn't the time or place for a scene.